I love the love that I found

A dress appropriate for Jury Duty? I wore this the other week when I went, but I never posted a pic, so I wore it again yesterday. So here you go :)

This weeks poem is a little of a downer, I wrote it after my Grandpa passed away a few years ago. It is one that I need to work on for class well, the content is fine, but it bothers me that there is no title. I just have a hard time giving one to this poem, because it is not about my Grandpa, but that selfish feeling I got when he left, knowing that he was in a better place, but I could not grasp that, I just wanted him to still be here. I was 19 or 20 when I wrote this.

Untitled (the name is not untitled)

I press myself to the glass

In my vision the blur is overwhelming.

I know that my colors are for show
But when will forever take me home?

Crouching in the corner, head buried in my knees.
Begging for my heart to stop shaking.
Not understanding this. I know its peace and forgiveness.
To me ignorant bliss
To touch the soft petals on my fingertips.
Moist.
Frail.
Tears stream uncontrollably.
Tell me, to testify completely.
It's more than just miss, the ache. The sorrow.
All have felt it and survived.
Then why, do I feel I'm the one who died?
Numb and incomplete, I bare all and question this.
But it stays the same.
No answer is good enough. None can be given anyway.
So I beg in my selfish hour to let one shard of light be
Placed in my heart.
Where the emptiness will never be gone.

On a lighter note, Kyle is visiting me for lunch today! It is always nice to have someone to eat with :)

Details:
Dress-Rouche
Cardi-thrifted via Salvation Army
Tights-Payless
Shoes-Target

To-do list:
Finish Homework
Clean apartment
buy groceries

=p